Day 26: "Till Death Do We Part."

Happy Monday folks. The crunch is on! This is the third last week of school, and it feels like there is fifty years of work left to do. Though, after these three week are over, and schools out for the summer, I know I will finally be able to take a breath and relax a bit. I will probably be working more, and I have a lot of personal goals for the summer. Though, school will be one big thing that I wont have to worry about for four months. Earlier today, after my class finished, I walked out onto the back deck wearing sandals, and I felt the warm air brush over my skin. That simple feeling made me feel like I had just stepped out from under the blankets keeping me warm through winter, and into a warm summer day. The click-clack of my sandals alone, if I closed my eyes, I could almost feel it. Easier days spent by the pool, or at the beach. Book in hand, 60 sunscreen protecting my already aging skin from the sun. Ugh. I can't wait until April 22nd.

Lately, I've been thinking a lot about love and relationships. The other day I was watching CTV News with my mom, and there was a story aired about a couple that found love amidst the pandemic. Of course, now that I go to look for the story again, I can't find it. However, the story was about to elderly people that found love again in a retirement home! It was the sweetest thing. My mom always pesters me about time and that I should be dating and getting married and having kids. This happens to most kids, so it is what it is. Though, when we were watching this, I was like "SEE! I CAN FIND LOVE AT ANY AGE." But she just wants grand-babies HA. The thing is I believe in true, meant to be, head over heels, romance novel, fairy-tale love. It doesn't mean that I think I'm going to be in a garden full of white roses wearing a red dress. Then I spin around and connect eye with the one, and he's like a prince or the most romantic person in the world. (not that the two descriptions are interchangeable)I believe that there is one person that you're meant to end up with. Thinking this, also makes dating much, much harder for me.

Right now, living with my parents, I'm basically out in the middle of nowhere. The eligible male species around here consists of guys I grew up with in school, and guys no parents would be happy to call their son-in-law. Neither of which I would like thank you very kindly. It's actually been pretty nice having some time off from "the hunt".

As much as I'm excited to be with "the one", I'm not in a rush, like a lot of the world is. It's like you enter your early twenties, and the internal clock begins ticking. I have four aunts that died alone, they never found love, well they lived together until there was only one aunt left alone in their parents house. Most of them were happy, but I know it must have felt so lonely to die without having ever felt that love that lasts "until death do we part".

Living with having so much unknown information on your shoulders is kind of terrifying. Though, I think that love is one of the best emotions (and sometimes worst) which we get to experience as humans. I know that the time between now and finding that love doesn't matter. In the end, I want to be happy that I didn't rush into relationships to try and feel something special. I'll be glad that I had good judgement. I'll be glad that I didn't lose hope in fairy-tale romance.

This is getting too sappy. Hope y'all had a good day.

Thanks for reading!

DON'T GIVE UP ON LOVE.

x

Kailee